Prehistoric asks the ancestors to call the shots for the Eagle Clan

Chapter 289

Feeling that the spell was broken, Qingying raised his head in surprise.

Although he did not use all his strength, it was not something ordinary people could break.

"Who am I, it turns out to be Zhunti.

What, you want to meddle in this seat's business?
"Qingying raised his eyebrows, looked at Zhunti teasingly and said.

Although this Zhunti lost the opportunity to become a saint, after so many years of practice, coupled with the merits of the Western religion, he has reached the later stage of Zhunsheng.

"No wonder you can break my spell!
"Qingying said in his heart.

However, the late quasi-sage may be a bit tricky for others.

But for Qingying, that's all.

Although he broke his magical powers just now, compared with Qingying, Zhunti is still far behind.

Therefore, he didn't take Zhunti seriously.

Qingying doesn't take Zhunti seriously, but Ran Deng is overjoyed when he sees Zhunti

"Zhunti Fellow Daoist is right, Pindao Randeng has met Zhunti Fellow Daoist.

"Randeng happily greeted Zhunti.

Someone pleaded for himself, and Ran Deng naturally greeted him with a smile.

And with the promise, he might not die.

"Ran Deng Dao is friendly, and the poor Dao is reasonable.

"Zhunti greeted Ran Deng, and then looked at Qingying again.

"Fellow Daoist Qingying, please forgive Ran Deng this time for the sake of Poverty Dao.

"Zunti slapped Qingying with a smile on his face, and then said calmly.

Looking at Zhunti who begged for mercy, and then at Ran Deng, Qingying was a little surprised.

When did the burning lamp get mixed up with Western religion?
But it doesn't matter, whoever he gets involved with.

no use!
But Zhunti's arrival made Xiami very nervous.

"Uncle, what about the two of them?
"Xiami pulled Qingying's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

"No problem!
"Qingying patted Xiami's little head and said dotingly.

Two people?
Two people have a fart.

Let alone Zhunti and Randeng, it doesn't matter if there is another Zhunsheng.

Qingying raised his head and glanced at Zhunti, but he didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Give you a face, look at your face?
Zhunti, you are really a toad panting, and you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue.

My seat, why should I show you face?
"Qingying flicked his clothes with his head down, and said sarcastically.

Do you want to save face?
Even if it is to guide this sage, Qingying doesn't necessarily give face, let alone Zhunti?
And who did you learn your calmness and complacency from?
To show off in front of Qingying, she found the wrong partner.

"Friend Qingying.

Seeing Qingying so disrespectful, Zhunti's face darkened instantly.

Although his face was not gloomy, his tone changed for the worse.

In any case, I am also a late-stage quasi-sage, and my brother is still a saint.

Although the Eagle clan is strong, according to Zhunti's guess, Qingying should also give themselves a face.

But I didn't expect that Ying Aotian not only refused to give any face, but directly slapped him in the face.

How can Zhunti bear this?
Although he has a thick skin, he doesn't want any face after all.

"Bastard, can you call the four words, Fellow Daoist Qingying?
You didn't know which corner you were playing with mud when this seat was in the prehistoric times.

If you want to make friends with my peers, you must mention that you really have such a big face made of sesame seeds.

"Qingying said at the end, his complexion turned cold instantly, and at the same time, the momentum on his body was unreserved to Xiang Zhunti and Ran Deng.

Boom...

The space around the two shattered instantly, and an unprecedented pressure pressed on the two of them, and they were terrified.

Especially Zhunti looked at Qingying in disbelief.

The strength of Qingying in his heart seems to have exceeded his imagination.

Although he knew that Qingying was very strong, he had reached the late stage of quasi-sage anyway, so he decided to leave Mount Sumeru for a walk.

Because of this, he dared to save the lamp from Qingying.

He felt that his strength should be no worse than Qingying.

But now feeling the pressure on his body, he realized that he was wrong.

"This seat wants to kill people, you must mention that you are not qualified to take care of it.

"Qingying snorted coldly, the quasi-sage's ultimate cultivation base was presented in front of the two of them without reservation, and all the attacks were directed at the two of them.

Although Qingying has not been sanctified, its strength has exceeded the category of quasi-sage.

It's just that because of the suppression of heaven, it can't break through Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

But in the realm of quasi-sage, no one is his opponent.

When the green eagle moved, the wind rose and the clouds surged, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The surging mana combined with the law of the Dao made Zhunti and Ran Deng almost out of breath.

"Not good, Fellow Daoist Burning Lamp, hurry up and make a move.

"Zhunti suddenly changed color and shouted at the burning lamp.

He took out his natal magic weapon, the Seven Treasures Tree, and all his mana poured towards the Seven Treasures Tree unreservedly, and the Seven Treasures Tree suddenly shone with light.

This wonderful tree of seven treasures is the body of Zhunti—the Bodhi tree.

After he was conceived from the bodhi tree, he forged his body into a wonderful tree of seven treasures.

As one of the ten innate spiritual roots, the bodhi tree has infinite uses after being forged into a magic weapon.

The wonderful tree of the seven treasures is indestructible and invincible by ten thousand dharmas.

He knew the power of Qingying, so he sacrificed the Qibao Miaoshu without hesitation.

The golden light is shining, the space is broken, and the law is rippling.

The Qibao Miaoshu was destroyed by him to the extreme.

"Friend Daoist, I will help you.

"Randeng also knew that the situation was urgent, so without any hesitation, he directly sacrificed his companion spirit treasure-the coffin lamp.

boom.……

Both of them faced Qingying with the strongest strength, but how could Qingying be so easy to deal with?
Even if he didn't use any magic weapon, his own strength is not something the two can compete with.

Qingying Quasi-Sage's ultimate mana coordination law, its power is beyond imagination.

The pivot lamp of the burning lamp and the wonderful tree of the seven treasures of Zhunti hit the green eagle's attack, it felt like a mortal hit the steel.

boom……

In an instant, Ran Deng and Zhun Ti flew out, and at the same time, blood spilled from the corners of their mouths.

One blow, just one blow, both Ran Deng and Zhun Ti were seriously injured.

"How can it be?
"The two looked at each other in horror, and then looked at Qingying in disbelief.

Can this strength be possessed by the quasi-sage?
"Uncle, you are amazing, even better than my master.

"Xiami flattered excitedly.

"Little brat doesn't know much, how can I be as good as your master?
I am ignorant, go back to Shenying Island and let me practice hard.

"Qingying heard Xiami's flattery, and immediately said dumbfounded.

"Oh!

The flattery slapped the horse's hoof, and Xiami pouted.

"Zhunti, today I will let you know what you can manage and what you can't.

There is a price to pay for meddling with my business.

"Qingying turned his head and looked at Zhunti and Ran Deng with a cold face.

(End of this chapter)